They barely made it through the manor's front door.
Aegis fumbled with the lock while Serilla pressed against her back, mouth hot on her neck, hands already working at the laces of her dress. Her already-hard cock ground against Aegis's ass through their gowns. The key scraped against the mechanism twice before finally sliding home.
[Geez. Someone's desperate.]
The door swung open.
They stumbled inside, lips crashing together, and Aegis kicked the door shut behind them without looking. Serilla shoved her against the wall of the entrance hall, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other yanked her dress down over her shoulders.
"Bedroom," Aegis gasped.
"Too far."
"The servants—"
"I don't care."
Serilla's mouth found her collarbone, biting hard enough to leave marks. Aegis's back arched off the wall, her own cock straining against her dress.
[Fuck it. She's right. Too far.]
They made it to the study. Barely.
